Wei Ran, who almost called the wrong name, moved his attention away from the particularly delicate and familiar tea cup in his hand, took a breath and continued, "Look, there are so many people here, why not let us prepare dinner?"

!”

"Are you here to prepare dinner?" April raised his eyebrows.

"certainly"

Wei Ran nodded, "In exchange, can you tell us the story of this aid station? If there's a good story, maybe we can have a few more drinks later."

"No problem at all!"

Old Ivan agreed happily, pointed out the window and said, "There is a lot of frozen meat stored in the container on the left side of the garage. You can use it as you like."

"Are all the other containers filled with food?" Dmitri couldn't help but ask.

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Old Ivan laughed and explained, "There are two containers containing diesel and gasoline, and two containers containing spare parts for various common trucks. The remaining containers are for this line."

Prepared by drivers running transport on the river.

After their vehicles have problems on the ice, they will temporarily store the goods with me, so please do not open those locked containers, as this is related to my credibility."

"I have been working for the Tunguska Coalfield for almost ten years, why have I never heard of you?" Dmitri asked strangely.

"I'm not a big shot," Old Ivan said nonchalantly in a hoarse voice.

"But you must be a good person"

Weiran took the opportunity to take over the topic, "Jima, you and Dmitri should go to the container and see what kind of meat there is."

Knowing that he was using himself to push away Dmitri, Jima immediately stood up, put the tea cup on the table, put his arm around Dmitri, and walked out of the living cabin while talking and laughing.

"Suisui, please help make beetroot soup."

Wei Ran thought for a moment and added, "Sister Katenka, just take a rest. You don't need your help in the kitchen."

Hearing this, a smile that was difficult to hold back appeared on Suisui's face, and the Katenka sisters also rolled their eyes in unison.

There was no other reason. The two sisters once confidently planned to bake a cake for their new boss according to the method they learned from Monica. However, something went wrong in some step. Not only did they not eat the cake, but they also

I almost burned down the kitchen.

"Why doesn't he let you two help?"

Old Ivan added some water to the teacups of the Katenka sisters and sat across from them and asked curiously.

"The boss is worried that we will burn your home down," the long-haired Anfisa explained with regret.

"Actually, I think we can help." Short-haired Anfiya eagerly followed, "We can try Italian pizza."

Old Ivan's eyebrows twitched and he quickly waved his hand, "Let them do it. Everyone has what they are good at and what they are not good at. Just like me, I am not good at cooking either... Of course, I should not be as good at it.

You’re not good at it.”

"Aren't you good at cooking too?" Anfisa asked curiously, "Then what do you usually eat?"

"At least the toast and beetroot soup are no problem," Old Ivan said with a smile, "and I have a lot of cans and wine stored in the container."

"Three people who can't cook can actually chat together." Wei Ran, who had already washed his hands and was about to start working, couldn't help but muttered in Chinese.

"Didn't you already tell me the reason?" Sui Sui replied in a low voice in Chinese with great joy.

Hearing this, Wei Ran, who was about to ask something, simply stopped disturbing the chat between the two generations of KGB who were also abandoned, and concentrated on preparing a dinner that could fill the stomachs of eight people - just like in 1991

The same as that winter.

Fortunately, compared to before, at least Suisui and others are helping this time, and at least this living cabin has more abundant ingredients and seasonings.

After an hour of busy work, a simple dining table moved from an off-road vehicle was set up next to the table in the living cabin, and there were enough chairs around it for everyone to sit on.

Immediately afterwards, crystal plates with exquisite patterns filled with various dishes were brought to the table. Dmitri also brought back a bottle of frozen vodka and a bottle of champagne from outside, pouring them in respectively.

In the crystal cup in front of everyone.

"What kind of dish is this?"

Apollo asked curiously as he poked a piece of fat and thin pork with his fork, but before anyone else could answer, he stuffed it into his mouth.

“Red meat”

Jima held the cup and gave the answer, "Victor is a Chinese, and his best dish is red meat and various kinds of meat."

"Braised pork" Wei Ran corrected the former's pronunciation in a fit of laughter, while Suisui simply put the piece of meat he had just poked on the plate in front of Wei Ran.

"Are you Chinese?" Old Ivan looked at Wei Ran with interest.

"Yes" Wei Ran nodded as usual.

"I've been to China," Old Ivan said abruptly.

"Have you been to China?" Wei Ran and Suisui looked at Old Ivan who had put down his knife and fork in unison.

"Been there"

Old Ivan lit up a cigarette, and his old cheeks revealed a hint of imperceptible jealousy and yearning amid the swirling smoke, "I went there about ten years ago to watch the Olympics. Before that,

We almost encountered that terrible earthquake.”

"how do you feel?"

Ji Ma poured a glass of wine into the other person's glass, "I went there last year too and spent the Chinese New Year at Victor's house."

"I saw the disaster relief soldiers, the red flag rising at the same time as the sun, and the athletes and cheering people on the field. It was really incredible there, can you imagine? Even the cleaners on the street would pick it up.

They put their flag stickers in their pockets."

Old Ivan was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "That should be the world we created."

"My dad said the same thing"

Jima held the cup and said, "He is... no, he used to be a party member, and he said almost exactly the same thing as what you just said."

"Me too, I'm also a party member." Old Ivan smiled and picked up the cup, touched it lightly with Jima, raised his head and drank it all.

"Old Ivan, tell me a story about you and this rescue station."

Wei Ran helped Ivan, who was sitting opposite, fill up the wine, "You have been chatting with our twin beauties just now."

"Who doesn't like beautiful women?"

Old Ivan raised his cup towards the Katenka sisters who were some distance away, took a small sip and said, "I grew up as a miner in Yukta, and later the coal mines there were exhausted.

Well, after I was unemployed for almost a year in 1996, I applied to come here to establish a wilderness rescue station.

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After becoming a driver, I can still make a small amount of money."

"I have never heard of any wilderness rescue station equipped with a DT-30 transport vehicle," Dmitri couldn't help but ask.

"This is my own car"

Old Ivan put down the cup, "I spent half a month repairing it and driving it back in an abandoned military base hundreds of kilometers away."

"It's a familiar 'No Truth' series..."

Wei Ran muttered to himself as he stuffed meat into his mouth. What Ivan said just now had nothing in common with the records in the metal book.

However, just because he didn't believe it didn't mean that others didn't believe it. At least Maya, who usually didn't like to talk very much, chased her and asked, "Did you also do these decorations in the carriage yourself? The decoration here is really beautiful. I was still in the bathroom.

I saw a bathtub inside!"

"Of course"

Old Ivan laughed and explained, "In the past, this was just a cargo hold with nothing, and I would always set up a tent and sleep in it. You can definitely see that there is nothing to spend money on in my work, so I

I saved a lot of money, and a few years ago I simply asked people from the coal fields to help me renovate the place."

"Uncle Ivan, do you live here every winter?" Maya asked curiously.

"I was there in the summer"

Old Ivan picked up a pickle and took a bite. "At that time, there would be a lot of bastards here who came here to dig for gold or steal ivory. If you catch them, you will get a bonus."

Before Wei Ran and the others could say anything, a hurried call suddenly came from the curtain that had never been opened, "Ivan, is Uncle Ivan from the Fire Rescue Station here? Come and save me."

Save us!"

"Clang!"

Old Ivan threw the knife and fork in his hand casually on the table, turned around, lifted up a corner of the curtain and got in.
Chapter completed!